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Chapter Two: Past Loves (Part 3)

Felix nodded as his eyes looked at the sparkling girl across the room so filled with energy and light as well as life. He observed her, momentarily forgetting about Jess as he studied the girl with brown hair and flashing emerald irises. Felix returned his attention to Jess with a sneer.

“The witch has arrived.”

Jess could not help but smirk slightly, but did not look behind her to see who this witch was he was talking about. She did not have to. From the tone of his voice, it sounded as though he was not quite fond of her, though.


She said, a bit sarcastically. She had never particularly favored witches much, whether the girl actually was one or not was a different matter. Felix took more of the other girl’s energy and returned the smirk.

“You have no idea.”

He toyed with the other girl menacingly. A darkness Jess may not have known existed started to bubble to the surface of Felix’s attitude, even though his eyes stay locked onto her.

“As you see, I don’t get out much and when I do, trouble always wants to play.”

Jess saw something was wrong, but did not really want to ask, since she was not sure she wanted to know.


She mumbled, slowly. She did not know what was going on, but did not think he would tell her anyway so she shrugged it off. Felix does not give Brooklynn a second glance as he smirked at Jess.

“You’re pretty, when you’re confused about something. Maybe I should confuse you more often than not.”

Jess blinked. How the heck am I pretty when I’m confused, she thought. That did not really make sense to her.

“That’s…weird, but okay.”

She replied hesitantly. She did not like being confused, though, or people who withheld information from her, so that might be a problem. Felix felt a bit amused from the emotions coming off of the boy who just came in. He was slightly surprised to see him sit with Brook. He smiled sheepishly at Jess.

“We used to be engaged. Guess I’m still a little bitter about it.”

Jess blinked. Engaged? As in, married? What, she thought.

“Oh, okay.”

She mumbled, tapping her fingers against the table absentmindedly.


She was a little surprised to hear this, but it really was not any of her business. So, she pretended to act like that was normal and did not bother her, which is should not, did not. Felix cocked his head to the side and laid his hand lightly on top of hers on the table top.

“I wish I knew what you are thinking.”

He sighed and left his hand on top of hers, lightly massaging it with his fingertips and the pad of his thumb.

“Any who, it wasn’t much of an engagement before I found out that my beloved was a liar and a betrayer.”

He grimaced lightly. Jess glanced down at his hand on hers, just this simple touch warming her hand. For some reason, she could not comprehend. It was probably just because her skin was cold all the time, or at least that was what she told herself. I bet you do wish that you knew what I’m thinking, she thought. But you should be careful what you wish for.

“Oh. So it didn’t end well, I’m guessing.”

She wondered how the girl was a betrayer and a liar, though. Felix chuckled to himself.

“You could say that. I thought I was marrying a pretty mortal girl with clean family values; instead her family was a bunch of vampires and an adopted werecat brother. It wasn’t any of that though. She said she was mortal and when I kissed her at the altar, I knew she wasn’t. She claimed not to know what I was talking about.”

He wrinkled his nose in distaste. Jess nodded slowly.


She said finally, unsure how to respond to that. It did sound complicated. Too complicated to get involved in, she thought. She did not do complicated, but at the same time, her entire life was complicated. Not that she would ever mention anything else about this to anybody. Felix just nodded as his eyes never lose contact with hers.

“Do you ever feel? Or is your heart as cold as your touch is?”

He was not being a smartarse or trying to be mean, but it came out kind of cold-like. He hoped she would not take it as such, but hopes were futile. Anyways, he was starting to question her emotions, because it seemed like she lacks many and vamps are usually filled to the brim with them. He personally blamed it on the blood lust. Her eyes narrowed slightly. Well that was a pleasant topic to get into, was it not, she thought. She sighed. It was not exactly a conversation she wanted to get into, but she shrugged slightly.

“I can feel, but thanks for asking.”

She said this last part rather sarcastically.


Just everything felt…, she thought. She always felt cold. But not when someone touched her, it felt scorching hot. Not that she had much experience with that.


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